MATTHEW P. SMITH
Newcastle. Waking up in the dark, heartbeat swelling through brain, the stench of a thousand Greggs The Bakers grabbing you by the stomach, pulling you in and spitting you out, intestines screaming louder than your tummy could ever groan, sell your Champagne Gold automobile, move to the South.

London. Awake in the dark, blood roaring to your head, the stench of ancient sewers twat you in the esophagus (wearing Stilettos), dragging you down and wearing you out, bank account screaming louder than your Mummy could ever wail, sell yourself to a man drinking champagne in a gold automobile, move some money around.

Matthew is a North-east born Actor, Director and Writer living in South-east London.